Terrorized By Love [ON HOLD]

Chapter 15: Love - Four Letters of Infinity

Love. It was a four letter word, yet it seemed to behold the world. There were so many shades in these four letters that perhaps this small word even held infinity.

Mahima didn't know what love was. She didn't know if what she felt with so much passion was that. She didn't know if these feelings for her hero were feelings of love, of if they were just feelings of gratitude.

Yet, when she told him that she would die loving him, she somehow meant it.

If this was love, then she was happy to be in love. If this wasn't love, then she was still happy to feel this overpowering emotion, because it was so overwhelmingly beautiful.

After her conversation with Laksh, she was smiling the whole day, a glow on her face. Her hero loved her according to the other man, and the thought sent her into a state of bliss, yet there was a strong longing in her chest, that only could be filled by him.

Was this love?

Dev didn't respond to her confession, so she fell asleep, grateful to at least be able to hold his hand. It was only in the morning that she woke up to the first rays of the sun hitting their eyes. She glanced at the sleeping figure next to her. He was deeply asleep.

Mahima lifted her head slowly and continued to watch him, studying his features. He was undoubtedly very handsome, but today there was something special about him.

Had that change that she saw in him come from within herself? Was it because she felt different now, that she saw him differently? Maybe.

A smile on her lips, she leaned towards him gently, her hair falling over his face. She pressed her lips on his burning forehead. He still had a fever.

He opened his eyes slowly and upon seeing her so close to him, he grabbed her arms and pushed her back on the bed.

"What are you doing?" he hissed.

"You still are sick," Mahima replied, avoiding his question, and straightened herself up. "Did you take medication?"

Aditya frowned and glared at her. This girl had seriously lost it. She had come so close to him just now, when he clearly showed her that he wasn't interested.

"Why are you so desperate?" he hissed.

"Huh?" she asked, shocked.

"Do you do this to every man?" he accused.

Mahima's eyes widened with shock at his accusation.

"I... I don't," she answered, feeling hurt.

"Really? Then how are you so bold?" Aditya said coldly to her. "Have other men touched you?"

This time tears poured down her cheeks and she looked away from him, avoiding his gaze. It was almost like she was ashamed.

He wasn't trying to hurt her. Or maybe he was. He didn't know what he was doing... but pushing her far away just seemed like it was right. He couldn't let her fall in love with him.

He was a terrorist, a monster, and he couldn't allow her to fall for him. He was too dangerous for her. He had to keep her far, far away.

Yet, this four letter word called 'love' encompassed even hatred. Pushing her away wasn't going to push her so far back that she would fall out of love's infinite reach.